Sunday, October 12, 2003
Moving Stones
I came across a game called "Moving Stones" and was, well, moved by it. It's one of those "subtly fun" games, involving, as the author explains:
"...a number of stones (ordinary, everyday ones). Place them on the floor in any way you want, and then one at a time you move the stones. There are only two rules:
* Do it slowly
* Move one stone at a time"
I've played games like this. In fact, my sacred wife Rocky led her found-object sculpture-making experience at the Esalen Institute last week. There's something deeply fun about making something beautiful and temporary together. Something life-affirming and world-affirming. Something sensitive and loving and, well, mysterious.
Which explains the photo. Which has nothing at all to do with the game, except that it is a picture of rocks and mystery: rocks that move across the desert floor, propelled by inexplicable forces. I like the juxtaposition of photo and game. Kind of like what you'd get in a variation of Moving Stones and Found Object Sculpture, where you take found ideas and move them around each other until they seem to fall together into something significant.











